Not So Friendly Reminder Satan Is Anti Map

Not so friendly reminder Satan is anti map

GENIUS!!!

if marvel revealed that steve rogers was actually stuck in the quantum realm it would legitimately be one of the most unsettling plot twists they could manage like not only would it mean that old steve is not steve at all, rather someone or something else, but it would also imply that steve didn’t finish his mission and return all the stones & that the very fabric of reality is in danger

Psyche

Dark!Steve x Reader

Steve’s submissive betrays him to his worst enemy. 

Word count: 5100 Warnings: 18+, dark!Steve, dark!Bucky, mention of non-con/former abuse, sub!reader turned dark!reader, dub-con, cuckolding, smut Some liberties were taken with Greek mythology, no Endgame spoilers 

Steve had been in worse situations before, but rarely had his cock gotten him into them. 

You were so sweet once: a fresh-faced intern at Avenger’s Tower, a college graduate on the cusp of adulthood. You were so eager to please. So easy to manipulate. 

Captain America, the hero, offered to give you a ride home one day after you were leaving the office late. He insisted it was too dangerous for a pretty girl like you out on the street so late. You preened at the compliment and agreed. What could be the harm?

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I want the reader to “accidentally” throw Norine and/or Steve off the roof and run away with the servants. Steven suck my ass.

Wicked Game | Three

Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader, backround Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Victorian AU. While trying to go on with your life, the manor takes a tighter hold on your body and soul.

Words: 8.813.

Warnings: dubcon, explicit sexual content (oral sex, fingering, dirty talk,) cheating, swearing.

A/N: This story has dubious sexual consent, as the reader doesn’t quite understand what’s happening, and if this kind of content makes you uncomfortable or bothers you, please just walk away and ignore this story.

Eternal thanks to @its–fandom–darling for being my beta again. I don’t know what I would do without you <3

I think is painfully obvious that english isn’t my first language, so if you see any mistakes in the narration is because of that. Please let me know what do you think! The credit of the gif goes for it’s respective owner.

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Finally, your mother and brother’s letters arrived one afternoon with a sweaty servant who walked under the sun for a couple of hours just to bring them to you. If standing up didn’t hurt so much, you would have kissed him.

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Chosen (Part 2)

Dark!Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Part 1: https://beeblebrox-be-damned.tumblr.com/post/189334167718/chosen-part-1

Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, breeding kink, impregnation kink, forced relationship. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a dark Marvel fic, so please be gentle on me lmao. You stepped back, wrenching yourself out of his arms. You knew it was ridiculous to try, but Norns were you terrified. Your chest heaving, you backed towards the door. 

Your bare feet made almost no sound on the smooth floor. “N-no, no, no,” you murmured, eyes closing. “I don’t w-want th-is.” Your voice cracked and your back hit the door.

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Bucky with a baby makes me uwu

Night

Breach Masterlist

Warnings: non/dubcon sex (series), general angst.

This is dark!Winter Soldier/Bucky and explicit. 18+ only.

Note: Alrighty. So I wrote the next part at last. Our odd couple are still on the run. Also, this chapter will reveal a lot about the time period :)

Please let me know what you think and reblog if you can :D Thank you all again for being amazing and here’s your helping of angst.

You left the train behind. Kept away from the tracks and to the brush as the soldier, or James, led you into the unknown. You were content as long as it was away from Hydra. As long as you were moving. You traveled by night and rested a couple hours only before you kept on. 

Food was scant. You kept away from cities and towns. Unseen, perhaps lost. James would leave you to hunt a rabbit or some other meagre creature. Sometimes he returned with a box of oats or a can of stew; sometimes more. You knew it was stolen food but your stomach ached too much to care. 

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